Tag: protest

Struggle to Be Free

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming21 Comments

We enter the world in perfect grace

No preconceived notions or bias

Of wealth, success, fame or race

No hatred, anger, or malice

 

It starts with a slap across the behind

To learn nothing can be taught without pain

We learn to cry and so we find

We can manipulate others for our own gain

 

We learn to crawl to get to things

Our mothers will not give

We learn to walk so we might know

A better way to live

 

We learn to run, too think, to try

To find what we are meant to be

We learn to hate, to steal, to lie

In our struggle to be free

 

We learn to love because we thought

We could not face the end alone

But everything must end, does it not

That’s the thing we’ve always known

2017 (So Far)

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming16 Comments

North Korean nukes

Trump’s dictatorship

Russia has U.S. duped

WikiLeaks has loose lips

Terrorism-Hate-War

Disease-Starvation-Genocide too

No more health care for the poor

Hey, at least you can’t take your money with you

God is gone

Doomsday clock ticks on

They say the end of times is drawing nigh

Is that the truth or just another lie

Seal the borders

Rely on fate

Is it too early

Or too late

One thing I find discerning

There is no doubt

People still leave it to politicians

To work it all out

So is there anything we should worry about?

Lullaby

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming41 Comments

I’d like to sing to you a lullaby

To make all your troubles disappear

Tell you there is no need to cry

That you will never know hate or fear

 

But I must tell you about the boy in class

With a gun tucked in his backpack

And how life can be taken in a flash

And some mistakes can’t be taken back

 

I would like to tell you a Fairy Tale

Of how friendships made will never end

And true love will always prevail

A world where evil will never win

 

But I have a different story to tell

About the maniac with a bomb in his car

Planned his action far too well

And left the shopping mall a lifeless char

 

I would like to hold you in my arms

To place a kiss upon your brow

Tell you I will keep you safe from harm

And always be there for you somehow

 

But a different song of fate I must sing

Not “Hush Little Baby, Don’t say a Word”

‘Cause the world is filled with monstrous things

With boiling blood and hatred stirred

 

So sleep tonight under a peaceful sky

Let tomorrow bring what may

I can only promise you that I will try

To keep all the monsters away

Whispers of Change

On By Jerry BrothertonIn Poetry, Rhyming1 Comment

In America there is talk of changes coming

Revolution is the tune that we’ve been humming

We’re all standing on the ledge

They’re trying to push us over the edge

To politician standing below just waiting for us

 

It started off with whispered words in backroom places

From the shadows it took to the streets through nameless faces

At the start the song was soft and low

But then our emotions began to grow

Now we’re shouting the truth to all who’ll hear us

 

Our leaders have showed us that they are useless

They proved long ago how they have a hatred for us

Discriminate against poor or old

By turning healthcare into gold

Our human rights will all be sold to line their pockets

 

In America, we must act while we still have the right

It’s not too late for us all to stand up and fight

Join us now and yell their name

They’re the ones who hold the blame

Without change it will be the ending for us

 

Don’t let the government take our freedoms from us

Let us set the world ablaze with our chorus

Our voices ring out through the night

To show the world what’s wrong or right

Together we can make a better place for us